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could show you the sights of Belfast," he said, still smiling. He was always smiling...
    We walked outside, Trent told Bentley to 'stay' on the porch, and we got in my car. "I think he’s a little disappointed," I said, nodding pointedly at the dejected dog.
    "He can come if you want him in your car," Trent said with a raised eyebrow, and I looked into the pristine backseat of my car. Trent laughed, "Didn't think so."
    My nerves around him seemed to have settled down, and I wondered if I was imagining things, imagining my attraction to him. I’d never been attracted to men before. I’d never been attracted to anyone before, not really. But a guy? The thought had never crossed my mind.
    Even in college, not that I ever went out, but surely if I had tendencies for guys instead of girls, I'd have realized this then, or even back in high school?
    But I’d never really had tendencies for girls either.
    I snuck a look at him as I was driving. God, why was the line of his jaw so intriguing? And when he looked out the window and his neck stretched just so, why did I want to touch it? I wanted to lick it.
    Fuck. My cock throbbed at the thought. Jesus fucking Christ, what was happening to me? I’d never had this kind of reaction to anyone before. I was libido-less, for crying out loud.
    Now? My libido sparks now? For a guy?
    Fuck.
    "So, you're the new doctor?" Trent asked, making small talk, oblivious to my internal catastrophe.
    "Um yeah, it would seem so," I said, and tried to smile.
    "Why'd you leave Boston?" He asked personal questions so easily.
    My hand left the steering wheel and ran through my hair. I was so unfocused, so conflicted, so not me. This guy, who I’d known for all of an hour and a half, had completely dishevelled me. "I needed a change," I told him, opting for honesty.
    "Think you'll find it here?" he asked, a smile playing at the corner of his lips.
    His lips...
    My dick twitched. Fuck.
    Before I could answer, he pointed and said, "Turn up here."
    So I turned where he directed me to and soon found myself looking at the hospital. "Just thought you might like to see your new place of employment," he said.
    I pulled over and looked at the small, single story building. It wasn’t anything like Boston General, that was for goddamn sure.
    "When do you start?" Trent asked.
    "Day after tomorrow," I answered him. "But I thought I might go in and do the meet-and-greet thing in the morning."
    "The whole town's been talking about the new doctor," he said and flickered his eyebrows. "The nurses will love you."
    I looked at him, shocked at his blasé comment.
    He laughed. "Oh, I think they are expecting some old retiree. Dr. Hine was about two hundred years old when he left. I don’t think they’d be expecting a single, obviously attractive young man."
    I blinked at him. "Obviously attractive?"
    "Seen yourself lately?" He said with a chuckle and pulled down my sun visor so the mirror was staring back at me. "Surely I’m not the first person to call you that."
    My head shook, and I was left speechless. He was so open, so free about personal subjects and said the most unguarded things - the polar opposite of me.
    I folded the sun visor back up to its rightful position. "Um, you might be," I said quietly. "The first person to call me that." I cleared my throat and pulled the car back out onto the street.
    He stared at me, I felt it. And it was both awkward and exhilarating, and the fact that I half liked it was disturbing to me.
    "Where's the market?" I asked him, trying to take his attention off me.
    He pointed up ahead. "Turn left up here and follow it to the main street," he said, still looking at me.
    I found a local Thriftway and pulled up out front, just as Trent spoke again. "Surely there was a line a mile long of broken hearts when you left town?"
    I looked at him, and a bubble of uncomfortable laughter escaped me. "Uh... no," I muttered, and quickly grabbed my keys and darted out of the car.
    I grabbed a basket